I'm a swagger jacker plane crasher that hates rappers
I'll take !@&! and wipe my $$# with your face after
The master of ceremonies, you'll fade faster

Than Kony, phony Facebook !@$)gots will race past ya

Never asked you what Houston had happen

We're relaxing in the bathroom relapsing on the crack again
We have a problem, when I say I'm in the lab I'm in
I'm actually snorting lines off of Whitney's abdomen


This ain't a holy world at all
The devil called, he told me to throw this in a psalm

I told him I was jacking off with lotion in my palms
Oprah's on, call me back, Satan's spawn turns me on


This specialty rape recipe
Is feed her steak and ecstasy to leave her naked next to me
Tape her to the bed to see me tape her give free head to me

And gape her sexy neck and she can play Russian roulette with me

And Chris Webby, get off of my Pandora station

You bore the nation, I'm praying you're at my door and waiting
Your lord forsaken, kick your $$# for insubordination
This is a personal beef, this diss is more than hating


Ain't $#&@ing playing, this CW is your replacement
You're pasty raced, I'm beaner faced, there ain't no more relation

You can't rob my monogram with fake pistols
Mr. Getaway driver, get away from my initials


Federal officials in Vegas rake in the bacon
Raising the stakes in this state ain't the only rape in the !@#*
Secret agent vacations in places making

Columbian waitresses shake it with fake tits and ain't paying %#@!

All I'm saying is authorities are !@^%s to me

I'd $#&@ Tipper Gore and beat that #~!!@ up gloriously
Bust in her, tip her horribly, court orders me to sport a fee
I told her I would cordially abort it free.... orally


I didn't plan parenthood and Arizona wouldn't fund it for me
At Planned Parenthood, they just ignored me, "What's the story?"

"The governor decreed enough aborting"
"But the !@#%s are ^^&$#*, and mad as $#&@ cause they use rubbers poorly"


Back rubbers surely didn't expect
A Greased up John Travolta and his feminine pecks
Offering to bring the Thunder, rub their heads and their necks

Give em the best gay sex before they head to the press

I suggest all of you follow the leader in Hollywood

And jump off of the nearest bridge, I believe it - you prolly should
And you prolly would dare to go in the air bearing a bomb
In a pair of underwear to scare American moms


Cause you'll blow up anything if your bros say that it goes hard
Show a slow flow, runny nose, your plays go far

No box of Kleenex but 400 gee-tars
I'd pay for Krispy Kreme next to collab with a !@$!?


This isn't me, yes, but this is what you drove me to
I broke a fuse, no more to lose, having trouble coping through
I feel like I could choke a dude, I'm dope as $#&@ and don't get viewed

Don't get through, no review, people only notice you

If told that's what they're supposed to do, only heard of you

If you are what they're herded to, I'm counting sheep and seeing clones accrue
While you were sleeping, I was reaping what I sowed and grew
Beneath the tree In Eden feeding Eve the holy wisdom fruit

!#@* YOU